🎶 Nail Tech

Capo 2


[Bb]My nail tech knows how to keep a lil' secret
I [D#]don't wish for my success, I speak it
I caught a buzz, and you [Bb]did too, but you tweakin'
I look like I been gettin' money, how I [D#]reek it You smell me, that's LV
Walkin' 'round with my [Bb]chest out, and my skin smooth, I'm healthy
I'm in the mix and I'm [D#]handshakin' But most of y'all can't help me (Nah)
Most of y'all ain't [Bb]wealthy (Nope) Most of y'all just dress like it
I caught the vibe that y'all [D#]givin' off And I'm tryna make myself less like it
This chick got a lil' [Bb]Porsche body, I might let the bro test drive it
It's hard for me to get [D#]excited, I love music, and stress 'bout it
My city haulin' and I'm [Bb]cosigning this wave, comin' up next out it
Ridin' 'round and [D#]shotgun in her Tesla
Hangin' both of my legs out of it, like "[Bb]What's up?" (What's up?)
I got stakes and they too high now, I can't [D#]fuck up (Can't fuck up)
I like girls that's down to Earth, so don't be [Bb]stuck up (Stuck up)
I don't take Ls, I give 'em out and I [D#]chuck 'em up
First listen they hearin' this shit, like "What the fuck?" [Bb]

Ten toes, that's my [D#]MO
Fam' over gram, that's my [Bb]MO (On my momma)
Fuck a close friends, I got friends that I [D#]keep close
And they let it go while I reload

[Bb]Like bow, bow, bow [D#]TSA just opened my bookbag up
And my chain hittin' like [Bb]bow, bow, bow, bow
The [D#]king's back in his hometown, when them wheels hit
And I touchdown they [Bb]bow, bow, bow, bow She [D#]down low, three point stance
I'm back there doin' Jack Dan's like [Bb]bow, bow, bow, bow

[D#]And I'm not no fashionista, but I'm [Bb]fly though (But I'm fly)
And I know I gave up drinkin', but I'm [D#]high though (But I'm high)
I told her, "I don't come from here, but you can [Bb]try though" (You can try)
I'm not on top of this shit yet, but I'm that [D#]guy though
I take a look 'round and my comp and it's just, [Bb]uh (Ooh)
Wide open, big whippin', it slide open (Mm-[D#]mm)
I notice they treat me like I'm chosen (I'm chosen) [Bb]
Eyes open, heart clean and my mind focused
[D#]This shit just keeps goin' how I wrote it
How the hell could you [Bb]doubt us?
I mean, back then it made sense, but it's like, [D#]now what?
Now they down to come 'round just to be 'round us
[Bb]You ain't one of my dawgs, why do you hound us?
It's [D#]very few of you I like, but it's a whole lot of y'all I don't trust
[Bb]'Cause

Ten toes, that's my [D#]MO
Fam' over gram, that's my [Bb]MO (On my momma)
Fuck a close friends, I got friends that I [D#]keep close
And they let it go while I reload

[Bb]Like bow, bow, bow [D#]TSA just opened my bookbag up
And my chain hittin' like [Bb]bow, bow, bow, bow
The [D#]king's back in his hometown, when them wheels hit
And I touchdown they [Bb]bow, bow, bow, bow She [D#]down low, three point stance
I'm back there doin' Jack Dan's like [Bb]bow, bow, bow, bow⠀